Luyện nghe bài hát On My Birthday

Ay who a birthday?
A one two, a one two
Countin
Not bad for a nigga the mud
I'm a pretty thug

On my birthday like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the know
God is and the paper straight
If you ain't seen a real nigga let me

On my looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my out the yall know
God is and the paper straight
If you ain't seen a real let me demonstrate

Troy Ave the wave, all these shores
Biting styles, flows all the board
Why I can't find friends me Lord?
love, loyal like a dog
I ain't got a on a few Vs
I ain't got no loot, spent it on a few
Real dealers know work more than cash
300K for Coke, 400
Traffic out of state for the bigger
In a small town bigger clips
Runnin on niggas with a fuckin 30
Make sure they feel it, ya fuckin me
Blowin on (ballies?), headin out the door
Before I leave baby ask me you tryna know
My favourite thing is dough, favourite is "no"
Favourite colour white, it the blow

On my birthday lookin I hit the lotto
Free money, my dawgs out the yall know
God is and the paper straight
If you ain't seen a nigga let me demonstrate

On my lookin like I hit the lotto
money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the straight
If you ain't a real nigga let me demonstrate

Dope Boy Troy a real gun
ask me bout no bum rappers
I only listen to my and my intuition
I'm only valid shit, I ain't on no fiction
Getting women like ya boy
Then I drive em crazy so I'm wearin
My boo like to wear a lot of Fendi
She like the Grand Marnier that I mix Henny
Legs match the ass she for thick
Hoppin out my whip, on my dick
for me baby, ride til you cum
Don't when you tired, stop when I'm done
Versace sweatsuit on me it's
I sweatin though, I'm finessin boy
Fuckin some gangsta shit the long way
All the money like my song say

On my looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my out the yall know
God is and the paper straight
If you ain't seen a real nigga let me

On my birthday like I hit the lotto
Free money, my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the straight
If you ain't a real nigga let me demonstrate

Big and the big heart in my chest
My pop gone now I'm shootin like West
Guarantee I'm scorin, young nigga
You'll hear about it one of these
And ain't no real mournin
Let one come see me when I'm tourin
Ain't the first time, I through it often
Immersed in the shine, still coffins
Ave...